"...Does it matter to you whether he gets married or not?"
"Of course! As long as he's not married, I have hope!"
"......"
Jiang Jianhuan was speechless for a moment and instinctively wanted to change the subject, but Zhao Zhao started to habitually bring up Su Mo again, babbling on and on.
"Sigh, I don't know what's going on lately, but my idol seems to have suddenly become incredibly active? I heard he wouldn't take any commercial performances even when offered exorbitant fees, but who knew he'd be doing one show after another without a break, and he's even preparing for a concert tour! My god, after waiting for so many years, heaven really has eyes!!!"
"Oh, right, do you know what's even scarier? He actually took on an advertisement! Su Mo actually took on an advertisement!"
Zhao Zhao emphasized his words, as if he had seen a deity descend to earth.
"My Huan, can you believe it?"
Jiang Jianhuan didn't want to talk to her, and even wanted to end this emotional exchange between former roommates directly.
"By the way, do you think he's short of money lately? Otherwise, why would he suddenly be working so hard..." Zhao Zhao muttered to herself when she saw that Jiang Jianhuan was ignoring her. Jiang Jianhuan paused in her act of getting up.
The debt she carries is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, even compared to celebrities...
Jiang Jianhuan was unaware of Su Mo's financial situation, but judging from his behavior over the years, he probably didn't have much savings.
For a moment, her mind was in turmoil, as if countless hands were scratching at her heart.
"Huan? Huan?" Seeing her lost in thought, Zhao Zhao on the other end of the video waved to her repeatedly. Jiang Jianhuan snapped out of her reverie and said absentmindedly.
"Zhaozhao, I have to go now. I suddenly remembered I have something to do. Let's talk next time."
"Alright..." Zhao Zhao lowered his eyes, still wanting more.
Jiang Jianhuan got out of bed and found Jiang Xin's medical records. As expected, she found Bai Qiu's contact information on them and immediately dialed the number.
After an anxious wait, the call went unanswered. Jiang Jianhuan sat down on the sofa, feeling dejected, when her phone started vibrating again.
Bai Qiu called back.
She answered immediately.
Who is it?
"Hello, Bai Qiu, I am Jiang Jianhuan."
"Hmm?" The person on the other end asked in confusion, trying to keep their tone as normal as possible.
"It's like this, I don't know if you're aware of Su Mo's recent economic situation."
Bai Qiu remained silent for a while before slowly speaking.
“I don’t quite understand what you mean, but he recently borrowed some money from me.”
"I understand." Jiang Jianhuan remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Thank you, Bai Qiu."
Jiang Jianhuan saw Su Mo again a week later downstairs at the company. It was already very cold, and Su Mo's face was almost completely tucked into her scarf. When she saw the black car on the side of the road, she didn't pay much attention at first glance, until she got closer and suddenly heard two car horns.
Something suddenly flashed through Jiang Jianhuan's mind, and she stopped in her tracks in disbelief.
Fang Xiaoli, who was traveling with her, urged her on.
"Jianhuan, why aren't you leaving?"
"Ah, I suddenly remembered I left something at the company. You can go now." Jiang Jianhuan realized what was happening and quickly said. Although Fang Xiaoli looked puzzled, she still let go of her hand.
"Then I'll go first?"
"Okay, be careful on the road."
After her figure disappeared across the street, Jiang Jianhuan approached the car, bent down, and tapped on the driver's side window with his finger.
A moment later, the window slowly rolled down.
Su Mo's face appeared behind her.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, frowning. Su Mo's gaze lingered on her for a moment before she spoke as usual.
"I just happened to be passing by, so I'll give you a ride home."
“...No need.” Jiang Jianhuan refused, and Su Mo pursed her lips.
"I've been waiting for you for a while."
"..." The two remained silent for a few seconds, and it seemed that they were about to attract the attention of passersby. Jiang Jianhuan finally gave in and got into the car.
Who knew that after driving for a while, the car wasn't heading in the direction of her home. Jiang Jianhuan looked at Su Mo, who was focused on gripping the steering wheel, and questioned her.
"where are you going?"
"Let's go eat first."
"No need! I can make it myself at home." Jiang Jianhuan was annoyed by his presumptuousness, and her tone became harsh. Su Mo's movements did not change at all; she simply spoke in a calm tone.
"I've made a reservation. You liked their food last time, didn't you?"
Jiang Jianhuan was rendered speechless by his words and didn't want to argue with him anymore. She sat there sullenly, not saying a word.
The car fell silent for a moment.